I was in University when I first began using “X” in place of Christ.  As a History of Religions major, I had a fair number of courses on Christianity. I was front row, rapidly handwriting notes as my professors lectured, adopting any shorthand I found to ease hand cramps. In one of my first classes for “Introduction to Christianity”, the professor explained that X is the first letter of the Greek name for Christ. That was all the heavenly permission I needed. From then on, my

On the surface, the free coffee was nothing but an apology—but when you walk with God, you learn to look deeper than the surface. Even a coffee can be a catalyst for repentance.